#OK I AM GOING NIGHTY NIGHT

[whatsnewalycat]

mindfuck

Dave York x f!Reader

Summary: Dave hypnotizes you.

Rating: Explicit (18+ only)

Word Count: 2.8k+

Warnings: hypnokink, not entirely good praxis of hypnosis, humiliation, implied infidelity, praise, smut, unprotected piv, D/s dynamic, dom dave, literal mind fucking so like a bit of body horror get into it

Notes: For @iamasaddie kinky May writing challenge. Prompt was hypnosis + Dave York. I found a lot of inspiration for this from a post in r/EroticHypnosis about mindfucking (can find again if anyone wants the link - lemme know!). Posting this in a hurry bc I am late to a thing so hopefully not tooooo many missed mistakes. OK THANK YOU FOR READING!!!

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All your life you wished you could turn off your thoughts at will. 

Growing up, on those nights where your crowded head wouldn’t let you sleep, you would imagine twisting off the top of your skull like a jar lid and plopping your brain on the nightstand. It even worked sometimes, too, if you tried hard to convince yourself. When reminders of an upcoming math test or images of that cute boy in class crept into your purview, they had nowhere to go. They evaporated, and you slept. 

Dave says you’re too smart for your own good. Sometimes when you’re lost in thought, he tells you he wants to empty that pretty little head of yours. Not in a condescending way, although you can see how someone might interpret it like that. 

What he means is that he wants you to be with him when you’re with him. What he means is that he wants you to be present. Not thinking about the past or the future. Not reminding yourself of deadlines or analyzing the data stored in your brain or wondering what you mean to him exactly. 

The first time he suggested hypnosis, you balked. Even after he explained how it worked, you were hesitant enough for him to drop the subject. 

When he brought it up again, though, your skepticism swayed. You asked him for more details, so he dispensed the pros and cons and the step process. He could do it for you, he said. He knew how. He said he could rattle the bees from your buzzing honeycomb brain. All you had to do was trust him with this power. 

So you did. 

And you do. 

Your valiant beekeeper meets you at this hotel every other Tuesday night, except on holidays. This isn’t the only one-on-one time he dedicates to you, but it’s by far the most reliable. He doesn’t always hypnotize you, either. 

Regardless of whether he puts you in a trance or not, this standing date always starts the same. He slips you the keycard at some point throughout the day, only after he’s adorned it with a vase full of seasonal blooms and laid out something for you to wear. 

Tonight he left you lilacs and matching lingerie. Intricate floral appliqués embellish the pastel nightie he laid out on the bed. 

Opulence becomes you when you slip it on and pour a glass of champagne from the bottle Dave left to chill on ice. You mosey around the spacious high-end suite, sipping frosty bubbles as you admire the birds-eye view of downtown, the tall buildings and bustling city life all drenched in golden light from the setting sun. 

As the time nears eight o’clock, you empty your champagne flute and make yourself comfortable on the plush bed. Crystals hanging from the chandelier fragment soft white light into dazzling tiny spectrums, sparkling rainbow when the door to the suite opens, then closes. 

Dave enters the room with an air of authority that makes you straighten your spine and draw back your shoulders. After chucking off his jacket, he empties his pockets on the dresser and loosens his tie, then turns around to meet your gaze. 

His stern expression melts as he looks you over, seeming to appraise how your body fills out the lilac nightie. Heat sparks in the middle of you when he greets you, “Hey beautiful.” 

“Hi.” 

He approaches your side and takes a seat at the edge of the bed, rolling the sleeves of his dress shirt, “Comfortable?” 

Nodding, you sit up to pull him in for a kiss. His plush lips respond without hesitation, firm but generous as he slips a wide palm around your body and brings you even closer. 

When he pulls back, he asks, “Are you ready?” 

“Ready.” 

He cradles your jaw, searching your face with blatant admiration before separating his body from yours. You lay back into the soft embrace of the pillows and wiggle around until you find the sweet spot of comfort while Dave drags an armchair to your bedside and sits down. Once you’re both settled and still, he begins. 

“Close your eyes.” 

You close them. 

“Take a deep breath in…”

You take in air until you can’t. 

“…and slowly release it.” 

You exhale, rationing your metered breath through a straw-sized ‘o’ formed by your lips. 

“Good. Take a deep breath in… two three four… and slowly release it. Deep breath in… two three four… now slowly release it.”

Behind closed lids, you concentrate on the rhythmic ebb and flow of your lungs contracting and expanding. His warm voice surrounds you. Envelops you. 

“That’s it. Keep breathing just like this. Each time you inhale, draw the life from your breath, and exhale the rest. Notice how cleansing it feels to let it go. How the tension melts from your muscles every time you take a deep breath in…”

You inhale. 

“…two three four…” 

Hold it. 

“…and slowly release it.” 

Then exhale.

“Perfect. Keep doing that. Now imagine that every time you take a deep breath in, a warm wave washes over you… and as you slowly release it, the tide carries away tension, allowing your muscles to soften and relax…”

Each big lungful heats the tar holding your body together. You dissolve into the mattress as Dave’s deep, honeyed voice resonates through you. 

“Again, take a deep breath in as the warm wave of relaxation washes over you, two three four… and slowly release it as the tide carries away your tension, allowing your muscles to soften and relax. Concentrate on my voice. Recognize it as a touchstone. If your mind starts to wander, have it return to the touchstone, return to my voice, and relax even deeper.” 

Trees tower above you, stretching high into the pale blue sky. The moss-covered rock before you glows as he speaks. 

“Notice how relaxed you feel. Notice that every time the warm wave of relaxation washes over you, two three four… tension melts from your body as you allow yourself to sink deeper and deeper into the sensation. Allow the relaxation to seep from your muscles into your bloodstream… to course through your veins and calm every cell in your body.

“Focus on your face. All those tiny little muscles in your forehead and around your eyes, notice how relaxed they are. Notice how the relaxation melts the muscles in your cheeks and jaw, letting your mouth go slack. You might feel as though you want to speak, but find yourself so relaxed that you can’t. That’s ok, because it feels good and safe to let the words dissolve on your tongue. Doesn’t it?” 

When you try to respond, your lips don’t move. This fact doesn’t bother you. It feels good and safe in the forest, staring up at the treetops. 

You realize you’re floating in a pond. You hear birds peacefully chirping and know it’s just you and them and the touchstone for a million miles. 

Everything feels profound, but simple. You are small and big like a speck of dust or a galaxy. You are safe. You are at peace. 

“Doesn’t it feel so good to relax, darling?” 

Your fingertips rest against the soft moss of the touchstone. 

“Yes, it does,” you tell it. 

It glows with a satisfactory hum that vibrates through you.  

“Perfect. Continue to focus on my voice. Soon, I will ask you to open your eyes, then close them. When you close your eyes, you’ll notice a warm wave of relaxation washing over you, turning knots into snarls and snarls into strands, every muscle in your body gently untangling as you allow them to go limp and heavy…”

You understand and follow his instructions. 

“Open your eyes and take a deep breath in, two three four… and slowly release it, closing your eyes, letting the warm wave wash over you and pull you in deeper. 

“Soon, I’ll ask you to open your eyes again. When you close them, you’ll notice the warm wave of relaxation wash over you even stronger than before, pulling you even deeper. 

“Open your eyes, two three four… and close your eyes, sinking deeper and deeper. Good job. We’ll do it one more time, and when you close your eyes and relax, sink as deep as you can, all the way to the bottom. Open your eyes, two three four… and close your eyes.” 

You’re lying in a meadow of wildflowers outside the forest, looking up at the serene blue sky. The earth beneath you is solid and brings you an immense sense of comfort. 

“I want you to think about desire. Think about that warm, lush longing inside you. Concentrate on how good this sensation feels in your body, pleasure swelling thick at the center of you.”

His voice surrounds you, but you don’t see its source. The soothing timbre resonates from the wildflowers and the earth and the sky, from everywhere and nowhere all at once like how you imagine God sounded to Old Testament prophets. 

You bring your focus to desire. It does feel good. Amazing, actually. Tangible like a glowing ball of heat between your thighs that throbs with each syllable he speaks. 

“Allow the sensation to grow. Let it stretch and pulse and heat your skin. Let your mind empty of everything except this arousal. When thoughts arise, you let them fall away and arousal fills the empty space. You’ll let this happen over and over again until your head is empty of everything but arousal. Do you understand? You can speak now, darling, go ahead and answer.” 

“Yes.” 

“Try it for me.” 

You acknowledge the cognitions that populate your mind. When you think about how you need to put gas in your car, you imagine the reminder dropping away, then imagine the warm wanting glow of desire branching up through your body to take its place. You think about a work project, but it loosens and falls into an abyss. Desire floods the space in its wake, a thick hot liquid that glows with light like lava, spreading to each new vacancy with ease as the thoughts drop from your consciousness. 

“How does it feel?” 

“Good,” you breathe, voice faint on your tingling tongue. 

“Do you like how it feels, being horny and mindless?” 

Your husband’s face appears, taking up your whole mind, then falls away. Rich, bubbling pleasure surges through you to fill the gap. You have to suppress a moan to respond. 

“I like it,” you nod, “Fuck, it feels amazing.” 

“Good girl. Now, you might notice something interesting happen when I ask you a question. You might notice that when I ask you a question, you’ll try to form a thought to answer. When you do this, you’ll feel my cock enter your mind. It’s bigger and harder than you’ve ever seen it, swollen and thick and so fucking ready for you, darling. When you try to form a thought, it pushes forward into the wet hot folds of your brain, severing the connections that typically allow you to think, preventing a response from forming. My cock pulls out, and slowly thrusts forward again, pushing out the thoughts, over and over for as long as you consider a response to my question. It becomes impossible to focus. You might notice that this penetration feels like it would in your pussy. My hard cock rutting in and out, sending waves of arousal through your body, fucking the thoughts from your head. Every time my cock moves, you’ll try to respond but cannot make yourself focus. It feels amazing. You give in to the sensation, allowing it to overtake you completely. When you’re fully saturated with arousal and nothing else, my cock pulls out of your mind.” 

Your skin feels static and warm when you imagine him pushing his smooth, throbbing length into your brain. A shaky whimper croaks in your throat. Your heart thuds heavy within your chest, circulating desire, warm and wet, to every cell in your body. 

“You might notice that when I ask you another question, any attempts at thought or sensations that come up except arousal will be fucked from your head until you surrender to the arousal. It feels good to be dominated in this way. To let pleasure consume your entire being.” 

Licking your lips, you nod to show you understand.  

“Now when I ask you a question, you’ll allow your subconscious to follow my instructions. Are you ready, darling?” 

“Yes.” 

“How was your day?” 

When you try to recall your day and formulate an answer, the tip of his cock pierces the equator of your brain, splitting the hemispheres. He drives forward slowly, steadily, making you moan as he stretches you apart and tears all those delicate tissues that generate thought. Still, you try. 

My day, how was my day…

He drags his cock out, then drives it deeper inside you. 

Day… how was…

Your nerve endings buzz as he pulls out, gooey arousal shines on the shaft of his thick cock. He plunges forward into the hot center of you. You work your hips and whine. You can’t remember what he asked. It doesn’t seem as important as the pleasure clinging to your insides as he fucks you, so you give up. 

His cock pulls out of your mind completely. 

“What’s the weather supposed to be like tomorrow?” 

You consider the question. The tip of him breaches your brain, forcing out forecasts and clouds and sunshine. Fragments return as you attempt to answer again. 

The weather tomorrow…

He pumps in and out of you, obliterating whatever it was he wanted to know. It doesn’t matter. Nothing matters except the insatiable pleasure thrumming through you as he rubs against all your hungry nerves, giving them what they want. 

“Oh my god,” you hear yourself gasp. 

“How often do you think about fucking me?” 

Seeds of embarrassment sprout the tender beginnings of thought, then he fucks them out of your head until you’re rolling your hips, moaning and nodding for more. 

“Do you make yourself come when you think about fucking me?” 

Only a loading screen appears before he’s inside you again. His perfect, thick cock pumps you full of this throbbing heat. You wish it would never end. You want to feel this and only this forever. 

“That’s it, that’s my good girl. So horny and mindless for me. Letting my cock push deep and hard into the folds of your brain, fucking out all your thoughts, leaving your head empty to stuff you with arousal until you’re swollen and ripe, nothing else left but how fucking horny you are.” 

“Sssooooo fucking gooood,” you slur. 

“How would your husband feel if he saw you like this? In this hotel room, all dressed up in lingerie I bought for you, moaning and writhing on the bed?” 

A thought starts, and he pounds it out of you, merciless in its rhythm as each thrust pushes you higher and higher. Horny and mindless, that’s all you are. Nothing matters except this.

“Do you really think we’ll run away together? Do you really think I’d leave my wife for you?” 

A rotten sensation tingles in your chest before you feel him enter you from both ends, the cock in your mind working in tandem with the cock in your pussy. You choke out a moan and nod, body vibrating with a thick, hot sensation you can’t find the beginning or end of. 

“Fuck fuck fuck, holy fuck—” 

He groans, rolling his hips faster, fucking your entire being so hard and fast that you become pleasure itself. It’s everything and everywhere for eternity and you gladly accept this fact, wanting to forever exist in this moment. 

“That’s so good, darling. So fucking good. You want me to let you come, don’t you?” 

You nod frantically as the edges of you start to fray.

“Go ahead, come for me.” 

His permission completely unravels you, ripping away the last delicate thread holding you together. You sob as you fall apart into a thousand pieces. His hips stutter and he moans, giving you a few deep thrusts before pulling out. 

Your chest heaves as you try to catch your breath. You float in the peaceful pond, staring up at the towering treetops that kiss the sky. 

“Now in a minute, I’ll bring you back to your normal state. When I count to four and tell you to wake up, you’ll come out of the trance relaxed and refreshed. Your mind will feel spotless. You’ll know that I adore you and hold you close to my heart.”

You hear birds peacefully chirping. You know it’s just you and them and Dave for a million miles. You are small and big like a speck of dust or a galaxy. You are safe. You are at peace. 

“And one two three four… wake up.”

[dlsmurf]

I have been sent by Matron to obtain your sample

Don’t look so happy. It is ok. You will be “relaxed” nicely while I milk you

I will just put the anaesthesia mask on you

And then it’s nighty night baby.

And while you are just drifting away I will manipulate you and obtain a good sample from you.

Let me just hold the mask down nice and tight so that there is no fresh air for you to breathe. Just the gas.

Then I will force you to surrender your sample. No. You can’t stop me. You can’t do anything about it

Just relax and breathe the gas. You will be so woozy and weak that you won’t feel it most probably.

Ohhh. There you go. You came a little quicker than I expected. Hmmm. I am not sure you have produced enough

Let me out the anaesthesia mask on you and I will just milk you again

Image credit DC Productions (Diane Chrystall)

[mimiii-3]

What if mc wears a night gown that grandma’s usually wear when they sleep? The boys would men Leona, Floyd, and heartslabyul

This is a great idea anon!

Twst boys react to reader wearing an elderly nightgown

Note/warning: gn reader, funny, fluff

Extra note: I’m adding malleus to the headcanons

. . .

Riddle

• phew, nice and modest

• kind of an old soul himself so he enjoys the similarities between you two

• won’t let anyone make fun of you

• likes to watch you twirl around in it

“You look very nice tonight, my love. Ok now get in bed for our 8:30 bedtime!”

Leona

• ‘you’ve got to be kidding me’

• slow blinking to try and see whether or not he’s imagining the nightgown

• why would you even need to wear that???

• well, at least it’s good for the heat in Savanaclaw

“I don’t know what that is or why you’re wearing it but please just come to bed.”

Ace

• crying of laughter

• there is no way his soulmate is wearing a nightgown for old people

• makes fun of you but then is sad when you’re turned away from him in bed

• he spoons you and makes a pouty face while he begs for your forgiveness

• cuddles you all night to make it up to you

“Sorry hun, I didn’t mean to -pfft- make fun of your pajamas.”

Malleus

• ‘aww look how cute my dearest is in th-‘

• *notices the skin of your ankles peeking out from under the nightgown*

• oh wait….it’s sexy

• you’re about to make this weirdo act up

• can’t sleep all night because he’s too busy thinking about how your ankles look in that nightgown

“My dear, I am trying to look respectfully.”

Deuce

• doesn’t really interpret it as an elderly nightgown

• thinks you look like a princess

• he likes to play with the lace at the end of the skirt

• thinks it feels really soft and comforting while you two cuddle

“Why are you wearing such a nice dress to bed?”

Floyd

• thinks you look very squeezable in your nightgown

• likes watching you prance around the room, making the gown bounce and twirl with each step

• will not let Azul make fun of your choice of pajamas at all

“I don’t care what it looks like if you wear it and are comfortable in it.”

Cater

• ok he may not be the best fashion expert but that is just too much

• has no idea what you were thinking when you bought/sewn it

• you explain to him that you feel comfortable in it and it’s more your style

“Ok so I hear you BUT what about this silk, chestnut nighty?

Trey

• big deal he’s got one to match

• now y’all can get up at 2am and go investigate a mysterious noise in the dorm

• you grab the candle and he’ll grab the cane

“I’ll buy you a night cap for your birthday so we can match.”

Trey in his:

[hinagiiku]

when you go to a ocean with them 🐙☆

/w ✦ . * ･ ｡ﾟgojo , toji , sukuna

word count : 750+ words

warnings : / fluff, pet names (?) , mention of sex but doesn’t happen, fluff ᰔ gojo gets attacked

☆彡彡 g o j o s a t o r u ミミ☆

gojo would take a LOT of photos. “hey look this squid looks like megumi because he’s so gloomy! i’m gonna send it to him”. the squid would most DEFINITELY attack him as he’s taking the photo. you would laugh so hard he starts “crying” after he sends it, megumi would send him a audio recording of him laughing

he wouldn’t understand why megumi was laughing until he found out it was a live photo and it showed him getting attacked.

i feel like he would also point out if your hair got messy just to tease. “looks there’s sand in your hair!” he put it in there. "why is your hair so tangled?". he did it “honey is that gum in your hair.. 🥰” he DEFINITELY did it

overall he just wants you to chase him around asking him to fix it

gojo would bring food from ALL AROUND THE WORLD but he says it’s worth it for you ♡ all your favorites, and his. you brought him some kikifuku because he loveess it! and of course pictures, pictures, pictures .

when everyone left you and satoru had the beach to yourselfs. you watched the sunset together before realizing,

“wait, didn't we just miss the bus..?”

he got a uber dw! he held your hand the entire time and you fell asleep on his shoulder.

once you guys got home, he carried you to the house ☹️🩷🩷💔 (SOO SWEET)

cuteykisses. but after he had to wake you up to brush your teeth.

you could barely brush your teeth because satoru was putting toothpaste on you

“toru stop!”

“that’s bigge cheeses ghost! not me!!”

giggles the whole time

finally, you two go to bed

“nighty night toru!”

☆彡彡 t o j i f u s h i g u r oミミ☆

tojis the type of person to try and grab a dolphin.. he would act like he's just a loving boyfriend on a trip, but really, he’s planing to make his own aquatic animal selling business. he would drag one out but eventually gets caught. “toji! Your going to get us in trouble!” “but this will get me out the box!” “this will get rid of your damn cardboard box put it DOWN.”

you end up making him put back the dolphin

for lunch, you would have to bring the food. toji says it’s because “i have no time to pack food. i am a sorcerer hunter 😡. ” butttt

you really know it’s because he’s too broke to afford something that’s not under 5 dollars

you didn’t mind … ok maybe you did

but to make up for it, he brought you flowers that he found in a sorcerers garden. they were so pretty and smelt nice, you forgave him immediately.

all he wanted to do was fuck .. but you sweared to him it was a date.

kisses kisses kisses

he will kiss you a lot .

and he will try to impress you. he will swim as fast as he can and make the dolphins come to him.

you and toji will watch the sunset alll snuggled up, but after the sun sets, the worms get a little too comfy with you🔥🔥

so you two leave, but you have to drive because toji doesn’t have a drivers license. he held your hand the entire time 🤯🤯🤯🩷🩷🩷🩷

you convinced him to spend the night (YAYYY INSIDE)

you guys brush your teeth together, then go to bed.

love toj. 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷✅✅✅✅✅✅✅🩷🩷🩷💯💯

☆彡彡 s u k u n a ミミ☆

sukuna would go into the water and try to make the sea animals his peasants..

when he enters the water he starts bossing them around

“HEY BRING ME BACK TO THE SHORE.”

“TRY AND IMPRESS ME YOU EIGHT LEGGED CREATURE!”

“that’s a octopus babe…”

still, the octopus didn’t listen to him.

you would laugh so hard when his face gets red but it makes him glare at you. him staring at you angrily makes you laugh even more, to the point you slip on the sand of the ocean.

“karma is real.”

as the sun sets, he wouldn’t see the point of watching it. but for you he will sit and watch ✅✅

you would talk about your day and what you liked the most at the ocean

after cooling down, you wanted to go swim again before you leave.

you swam with the jellyfish, and you giggled a lot

sukuna’s face glowed more when you giggled

after your done, he carried you to the car and wiped the water off of you.

PRECESS TREATMENTTTT 🥰😍

on the drive home, you fell asleep

you wouldn’t even wake up because he would brush your teeth for you. but you owe him in the morning.

i feel like i barely wrote for him sorey guys.. ☹️💔

[izzy-the-chaotic-gremlin]

Hello I have some fellers for y'all to meet

MEET SMG 8 AND SMG 2, cus cuz why not let's add on to this little bandwagon of eights we got :]

This is SMG 8 ⤴️

And this is SMG 2 ⤴️

Rants about them under cut!

Let's do 8 first!

She is extremely short, like 3 ft and a half kinda short

She is extremely energetic and kind of chaotic

She is the meme guardian of animation memes! And yes I'm talking about the kind that we all went through a phase constantly watching when we were seven

Using the ink pen that she has across her back she can draw anything, and those drawings can come to life aka anything she draws becomes reality

She has a pet Smurgle, here I put an image below so you all know what I'm talking about

She is on par with Mario's level of power but she doesn't use said power because she doesn't want to hurt anybody, she she does use her power is to cause chaos with her friends though >:]

She's a regular at SMG3's restaurant

She is extremely creative plus she has ADHD, and combining that she can practically make anything as long as her mind is up to it

She's good friends with Tori and Boopkins

She is surprisingly dirty minded, she's also the one to always initiate the kiss or the one to push her partner up against the wall and kiss them >:] she's also the one to suggest the dirty times in bed *wink wink*

She is a DemiGirl and lesbian

She is biologicaly male, and no she has not had bottom surgery cus she wants to have babies at some point in her life, also because, and I quote this from 8 themself "its makes me more cunty"

Her pod looks like this

oh dear God what am I doing

Hears some extra details

Her hat design ⤴️

The design of her eyes ⤴️

My head cannon relationships that she has with the other 8's

@bear-boi-5 Smg8 : honest to God she views him as an older brother figure / Uncle figure, also I headcanon that she will sit there and stand in front of him jumping on her heels and grabbing at the air a above her saying "up up!" Over and over until he finally snaps and picks her up, oftentimes she'll climb on his shoulders and just kind of ride around

@strange0-0storm Smg8 : honest to God she imprinted upon him like a baby duck, she will literally just follow him around everywhere he goes, what I'm trying to say is she really looks up to him and she just really really likes him in general, he's also a older brother / Uncle figure for her PS he's the funcle aka fun unkle :]

@mrfellsans Smg8 : she just observes him from afar like he's a creature that must be studied for science and research, she does like him though shes just not too sure about him

Ok let's do 2 now!

She's also pretty short like around like 4 ft tall

She is extremely protective of 8, like if you dare lay a finger on it she will make you say nighty night for a couple of days lafmo

Do you surprisingly strong physically, like the girl has flipping abs and everything

She has a black belt in karate

She has multiple tattoos that are unseen the eye, the only ones that you can see are the ones that go up her arm around the back of her shoulders and down to the other arm (aka the snake one)

Her tail works like an extra hand

She usually keeps her eyes closed like Falin for Dungeon Meshie, she does open them though when she is feeling a strong emotion or just surprised angry aor scared

Have yall ever seen The owl House? If you haven't or if you have two's magic works exactly like how that characters in TOH's works! She does the whole circle in the air thing as well (reference photos so you get the idea of it) also pls go watch The Owl House if you haven't seen it, its really good :]

She's the mean guardian of really old and timeless means, like the whole IS THAT THE BIET OF 87? and BUT THATS JUST A THEORY, A GAME THEORY! She also deals with TV show and movie meams like Cursed cat Alastor and this random ass screenshot for movies that get made into memes

She has a heavy Russian accent

She knows fluent Russian, German, and Japanese

She is female and lesbian

She calls 8 親愛なる and 私の愛 (親愛なる translates to my dear and 私の愛 translates to my love)

She has a pet cursed cat Alastor aka this thing

(oh Lord)

She is a year older than SMG 3 and SMG 4

She's also regular at SMG 3's Cafe

She has a crush on SMG 8 :]

She is super sleep deprived due to her staying up and making theories on games and movies, or just staying up all night watching Mat Pat lafmo

Her pod looks like this

Extra details on her (I'll add the rest later in a diff post)

Her eye design ⤴️

My head cannon relationships that she has with the other 8's

@bear-boi-5 Smg8 : she doesn't trust him at all, the only reason that he's allowed around SMG 8 is because 8 likes him too much for 2 to safely take them out, but if 8 dare lay even a finger on SMG 8 SMG 2 will imady make him say nighty night for a couple days

@strange0-0storm Smg8 : eh shes alright with him, I mean she doesn't fully trust him but it's not to the level of Bear-Boi's 8

@mrfellsans Smg8 : she likes him and considers him a good acquaintance :]

[pastelbatfandoms]

Take Me Home (One shot) WIP

Based off of a memory from my Motley Crue/Fame desired reality! I am with Sebastian Stan's version of Tommy Lee. Nikki is the same as in our cr though.

Warnings: Pure smut, not much plot tbh

LA 2012...

I was alone the first time in what felt like months, the boys were with their grandparents, I should be reveling in the free time and the quiet, I could literally do almost anything. Instead I was in my queen sized bed missing my husband.

Tommy was on tour with Motley Crue and wouldn't be back for another month. Thankfully this had been a short tour, but I was getting impatient.

I curled up into my cream colored comforter, grabbing my phone I opened up Facebook posting a picture of Tommy and I kissing with the caption "I miss those lips and you." ❤️💋 Sighing I slide the phone closed prepared to spent the rest of the night in bed with a romcom and ice cream.

A few minuetes later the sound of a notification shakes me out of my depressive state, I look at it, seeing someone had liked the post. I glance at it and smile when I see that it was Tommy. They must be done for the night.

Then a text lights up my phone. "Hey Babe, I saw your post. I miss you too!" My heart does a happy dance at seeing Tommy's text and wide smile spreads across my face.

"Hey baby! Are you done with the show? How was it?" I text back.

"Not done yet." He texts back, "We have an encore but it's been great. Crowds awesome! But I wish you were here, I miss that sexy body dancing to our songs."

I grinned a mischievous idea forming, before texting. "Well...once you're done. Want to video call later?"

An enthusiastic message lights up the phone. "FUCK YES!! 😏 I gotta go now but I fucking love you!"

"I fucking love you Tommy. 💋" I giggle at his enthusiasm, some things never change.

A while later, while I was getting ready for the call, had to look good for my man, I heard the call from my laptop via Skype. As I ran to the bed from the closet. Fixing my brown highlighted hair in it's messy bun, I straightened my satin nightie and pressed the answer button on the screen.

I light up once I see Tommy's handsome features appear on screen. His face breaks out in a smile as he sees me. "Hey sweetheart. Damn you look hot."

I grin in false modesty, looking away as I said "Oh I just threw this on." I joked giving him a cute smile.

Tommy smirked at that, looking me over, "Sure you did...Just for me."

I gave him a coy grin, "Ok yeah it was for you."

"Well now I feel like I should have done something." Tommy replied looking down at his shorts and tank top.

I laugh at that, "Babe you've been on stage all day, I've been home alone with nothing to do but think of you."

"True...So you've been thinking of me all day? I'd say what exactly but I think I know...here..." Tommy takes a moment and strips off his top revealing his smooth tattooed chest with the nipple rings. "Better?"

I raise an eyebrow at that, smirking. "Much better. Are you alone?"

Tommy gives me a cocky grin, "Of course. I've been waiting to call you. I don't want anyone to interrupt us."

"Well in that case. Look at what I'm not wearing..." I bite my lip, my eyes glinting mischievously as I slowly pull my slip up my thighs.

Tommy's eyes darken in lust as he immediatly latches onto where my hands are. "Oh don't tease babe. Fuck..."

I giggle pulling my slip up more when suddenly I hear a noise from Tommy's room as a door opens.

I hear a male voice shout, "Hey Tommy you in here!" Before Tommy can say anything Nikki bursts in, still in his stage outfit. "Dude are you watching porn?"

"No Dammit Nikki knock first man!" Tommy shouts back.

Nikki ignores him walking over, "Then what?-" He looks at the screen seeing me he smirks, "Oh hey Shelly. Looking good." He winks.

I think they were expecting me to be embarrassed but it was Nikki so instead of blushing. I kept my hands where they were as I fiddled with the hem of my nightie. "Hey Nikki. You can stay and watch if you want." I teased, giggling.

Nikki seemed like he might take me up on that. But it's Tommy protests knowing Nikki and I's history. "Babe!" He looks at me a bit surprised. "Not happening. Nikki stop eye fucking my girl and leave."

Nikki just chuckles at that, shaking his head and leaves. Knowing how easy it was to rial Tommy up.

I looked at Tommy who seemed a bit upset. "I'm sorry Tommy, we were just playing. Let me make it up to you?"

Tommy looked a bit put out but it softened when he looked over at me. "You can make it up to me when I get home. Right now though..." He trailed off, pursing his lips in thought.

"What?" I questioned, a bit nervous hoping he wouldn't end the call over Nikki.

But instead he simply said, "Take that off." His tone telling me there wasn't room for protests.

I smirk, relieved as I slip the nightie over my head and throw it on the bed.

Tommy's eyes light up as they rove over my naked body, as he licks his lips, leaning back on the hotel bed. "Well? Show me what you were going to earlier. Or is that only for Nikki now?"

I give him a look, "Of course not." Oh he was definitely not going to let that go for awhile.

Tommy raised an eyebrow, "Then open up and let Daddy see..." He ordered.

I did as he said, my eyes glazing over in lust as I bit my lip and spread my legs.

Tommy's eyes light up as he licks his lips. "Damn I wish I was there to taste you and touch you. Since I can't be...why don't you do it for the both us?"

I grinned as I trailed my hands down me, squeezing one of my breasts with a low moan as my other hand trails down to touch myself already wet just by seeing Tommy.

Tommy bit his lip, his eyes never leaving me as he said, "Fuck babe you look so hot. I can see how wet you are from here. You wanna see how ready he is for you?" Tommy asked referring to his cock, which seemed at times to have a mind of its own.

I nodded. "Yes please Daddy."

Tommy groaned. "Babygirl you call me that and I'm coming home early." He rubbed himself through his shorts once before pulling them off, my mouth parted at the look of his huge cock as it popped out of his underwear as he stroked himself. Yes it was as big as they said and seen.

I moaned my eyes closing as I stroked myself. "Fuck Tommy I wish you were here."

"Me too Mommy." Tommy murmured, " Until then keep touching yourself babe. That's it, imagine it's me touching you, making you come."

Tommy groaned as he watched me bury my fingers inside with a whine. His hand gripping his cock even harder. "Mmm fuck I want you so bad, you are going to get it when I'm home. I'm gonna fuck you so good. Keep going lover..."

I moaned louder my breath getting heavier at his words as did Tommy's. " Tommy I'm so close." I whimpered. "I am so hard right now," Tommy groaned out, his eyes closing. "shit I'm going to cum. Cum with me babygirl." His head back as was mine as with a few more strokes and loud moans we both came. I cried out as his name as he cursed.

My eyes opened enough to watch Tommy's cum as it burst out covering his hand and the sheets. "Damn baby that was sexy." I replied eyeing him.

"Fuck so are you. Felt great too, but not as good as if it was your hand or mouth..." Tommy trailed off gazing at me with a smirk, "Next time though I am going to make you squirt."

I stared at him with a grin. "You always do."

"Damn right." Tommy then looked down at the mess he made. "Shit I should clean this up. I blame this on you if we get a dry cleaning bill." He teased.

I rolled my eyes playfully. After he cleaned up we talked for a bit more before we had to sleep. I missed him already but I would see him soon. I couldn't wait until he was actually here.

[aly-corner]

Agat Incorrect Quotes

(animatronics are adults)

How does Goldie put Freddy to sleep?

Bonnie: Hey, Goldie! Do you know where Freddy is? It is late and he should be sleeping in his room but he is nowhere to be found.

Goldie: Hello Bon. I took care of him, he is sleeping like a baby.

Bonnie: How did you do that!!! Everyone has tried and nobody has succeded, not even me, his boyfriend!!!!! (yes, in the futur Freddy and Bonnie are a couple).

Goldie: i might or might not have put 7 sleeping pills in his drink.....

Bonnie:.........you know what, i am not going to question where you found those. Good job and good night Gold.

Goldie: yawning- Nighty night Bon.

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How does Freddy put Goldie to sleep?

Goldie: set down next to Freddy. Whatcha doing Fredster?

Freddy: Goldie? Shoudn't you be sleeping?

Goldie: One, how dare you say that to me, you insomniac. Two, i coudn't sleep, too much stress. And three, i wanted to annoy you.

Freddy:.......ok, fair enough reasons. You should lay down, you will be more confortable.

2 minutes later

Freddy: start singing a lulaby to calm Goldie down

Goldie: SNorE and is sleeping like a baby.

Freddy: thinking: the Hell!!!? All these times where Goldie was wracking avocs and i could have just stopped him by singing???!

[dlibskzh]

MIDNIGHT MEMORIES - A SEUNGMIN FANFIC

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 1: 𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓

MASTERLIST

CHARACTERS: non idol!Kim Seungmin x reader, Lee Know (referred to as Minho), Hyunjin, Sophie (reader’s best friend), Amelie (reader’s second friend), Derrick (reader’s ex boyfriend).

Themes for chapter: reader goes clubbing, drinking/alcohol consumption, pining (m), drunk kissing (both characters are somewhat sober), cheating (only kissing drunkenly), use of swear words, guilt, mentions of abuse, getting into an Uber with a stranger.

see pinterest board here for chapter inspo.

WC: 1515 words

a/n thank you for reading my content! Lmk any feedback. This is my first series so bare with me!

Maybe it’s the way she walked that got his attention? It was like she walked straight into his heart and stole it. Seungmin was sitting at the bar with a whiskey in hand, anticipating how the night would unfold. The bar was adjacent to the entrance, so he could spot his next chick. He came here quite often with his two friends, Minho and Hyunjin, as a sort of a stress-reliever every Friday night.

The night was only young when you and your best friend, Sophie, decided to go to the local club for a girls’ night. “Hey Am, do you wanna come to the club with us?” Sophie spoke into the phone while shaving her legs and trying not to scrape herself in the process. “Heck yeah! Maybe there’ll actually be some hot guys there this time!” Amelie replied, seemingly excited. “Don’t get your hopes up, Am” you replied, “Most of ‘em are assholes anyway.” you said while fitting yourself in your mini dress. “You never know,” Amelie retorted. 

“Enough chit-chat ladies, the night is only young!” Sophie concluded as she finished freshening up. “I’ll meet you guys outside then” Amelie said before hanging up the phone. With that, you and Sophie ordered an Uber to the club so neither of you needed to be the sober-bob. You met Amelie outside and went straight up to get your ID checked. Once you and the girls were successful, you confidently strutted into the club, eager for a fun night ahead.

That’s the exact moment that you caught Seungmin’s eye. “Oi, look at those three!” Minho pointed out you, Sophie and Am. “I call the red-head!” Hyunjin giggled as he gestured to Amelie. “Alright then, Jin I’ll win over the blonde one and Seungmin can have the brunette” Minho said while reaching over to pat Seungmin on the back. All the while, he was staring at you from the other side of the room, eyes fixated on the way that you laughed, the way that you talked, and the way that that sparkly mini-dress hugged your curves in just the right ways. “Ain’t that right, Seungie” Minho shook his shoulders. To be quite honest, Seungmin wasn't paying attention to the plan that Minho and Hyunjin were cooking up. He was too busy imagining what it would be like to have your lips on his. “Oh, yeah” Seungmin quickly snapped back to reality. 

Sophie was the one to spot the three boys over at the bar. “Oh my god, look at those three 10s over there” she whispered in your ear while trying to be discreet. You snapped your head to the side, only to make eye-contact with the hottest man you had ever seen. “Holy..” you muttered. Amelie tapped both you and Sophie on the shoulders, “I bet we can jag a nightie with those fellas. They’ve literally been ogling at us this entire time” she said. You looked between your best friends and decided who was gonna talk up who. “I want the blondie with the sexy lips'' Sophie asserted, “he looks like he can get me to orgasm with just his mouth.” You looked over at the tall, blonde haired boy, trying to figure out whether he’d be a match for your bestie. “Ok but seriously guys, the one with the brunette hair is literally calling my name. He’s got that swagger to him” Amelie added. Which just left you with the black-haired boy who’d been staring you down since you walked in this place. Yeah, you noticed alright.

The three of you gathered your belongings and made it over to the men. ‘Oh my god guys they’re actually coming!” Hyunjin stated, straightening up to look his best. “Hello ladies” Minho started once you’d reached them, “to what do we owe this pleasure?” Amelie moved next to the brunette. “We were hoping, you fine young men would get us drinks” she announced, leaning closer to her man. “So what’ll it be, blondie?” Hyunjin spoke up, gesturing to Sophie. “I’ll get a mango daiquiri on the rocks.” she stated. And she was off with him. That left you and the creep. Well, the cute creep at least. “Hi, I’m Seungmin” he finally managed to get out. “Hi, Seungmin, I’m Y/N”. He had never heard a name more beautiful in his life. As he shook your hand, you could see how nervous he was. He ordered you a drink and you got to talking. “You’re very pretty Y/N’ he complimented, taking a sip of his third whiskey for the night. “Thanks, I never really hear that a lot.” The truth of the matter was, you had a boyfriend. He was great at the start of your relationship but he got worse as you progressed. He always ignored you and it sometimes led to huge arguments. Which ultimately resulted in a physical fight where he laid hands on you. You wanted to get out, but you were scared.

The small talk turned into drunken laughter about nonsense. By now, it was about time you headed to the dance floor. You looked over at Seungmin and noticed that he had a cute bracelet on his hand. You had no idea of the significance, so you slipped it off his wrist and onto your own. He said, “can you give that back?” to which you replied, “never in your wildest dreams.” and with that, you dragged him onto the dance floor. You were too far gone to even register what songs the DJ was playing. All you knew was that somehow, it felt right. Seungmin couldn’t stop watching you dance next to him. He was mesmerized by the way the strobe lights seemed to radiate off your body as you twirled. He excused himself to grab some water for you both, not wanting you to feel sick and throw up on everybody around you. For a moment, it felt lonely without him there. It was like your body longed for his presence before your mind could catch up.

After what seemed like a long time, He returned with two cups of water. He handed one to you, which you took reluctantly. With every sip, you felt yourself sober up just a little. You noticed a sparkle in Seungmin��s eyes as you grew aware of his treatment towards you. Random guys you meet in the club are never usually this nice to you. They usually just want a quick fuck and that’ll be it, but with Seungmin, you felt somewhat safe. You never felt like this with your boyfriend. 

It was getting to that time in the night where you’re starting to remember things a bit more clearly. The DJ turned up the music and you quickly recognised the song. You turned to Seungmin, and he gave you the prettiest smile you thought you’d ever seen. Starships by Nicki Minaj blared in the background as you and Seungmin shouted the lyrics towards each other. He was laughing just as hysterically as you, dancing at the same time. It felt like you were on cloud nine. All of a sudden, Seungmin’s look changed from an endearing one to a more lustful gaze. He pulled you towards him so that you were basically bumping noses. He reached down and swept a piece of hair behind your ear. “I don’t really care what happens after tonight and I might be a little intoxicated, but you’re truly the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” He bit his lips. You didn’t feel the need to respond with words because your whole body agreed with his words. So you put your hands on his cheeks and kissed him deeply. You didn’t care that your boyfriend was at home. You didn’t care about the consequences of your actions at this present moment. All you wanted to do was revel in the pure safety that you felt with Seungmin.

You never felt like this with your boyfriend. And as you parted from the kiss, you could sense the pure love in Seungmin’s eyes. That’s when it hit you, that you had just cheated on Derrick. Your abusive boyfriend Derrick. Derrick who was surely going to beat you if he ever found out you kissed some guy at the club. Seungmin hadn’t let go of you yet, so he could see the worry in your eyes. “Hey Hey Hey” he started, “are you ok? What’s wrong?” He thought he’d gone too far. He thought the kiss was bad or that he misread this whole situation. “I have to get home.” You said sternly. You ran straight over to Soph, who had her tongue down Hyunjin’s throat, “Soph, Soph! I gotta get home Derrick’s gonna kill me!” You yelled over the loud music. “Babes I’m kinda busy” She mumbled. As if in a queue, Seungmin came over. “Hey, listen I’ll get us an Uber” He said meekly, getting out his phone. “Really?” you questioned. “Yeah it’s no big deal. Looks like it’s outside, let’s go.” He gestured. 

Just like that, you were in the Uber. Uncomfortable silence engulfing the vehicle.

[faghubby]

Good little bitch

"On the bed" Angela said kissing my cheek. I knew what she intended her strapon jutting out from beneath her robe. I hesitated my best friend Allen was staying with us, and was sleeping on the otherside of the wall. I looked at my wife I could tell her request was not open for debate. I dropped my shorts and assumed the position on the bed.

"You don't have to be quiet on my account" Angela giggled. As she took position behind me appling lube to my hole. This was nothing new Angela had first introduced me to pegging the night I had proposed to her 8 years ago. Since then we had explored many kinks together. She liked me to wear her lingerie sometimes. Or tied me to the bed, even giving me spankings when i frustrated her. one thing was sure Angela was in control of our sex life. Angela pushed "her cock" into my eager well trained hole. She slid in without much resistance and soon was fucking me with vigor. I didn't realize how much noise I made when Angela fucked me. But with Allen nearby I tried to be quiet. But that just made Angela more forceful.

"It's OK baby I know you can't resist my cock" she said loudly. My penis was dripping already.

"Such a horny slut" Angela said as I pushed back to meet her thrust. I became lost in pleasure and forgot about Allen.

"Allen is quite handsome dont you think?" Angela asked. driving deep into me. "I bet he has nice big cock" she continued.

"Yes, he does" I moaned.

"You been checking out your friends cock?" She teased she often teased me about gay tendencies as she pegged me. She stopped and pulled her cock free. I immediately moved to lick up the puddle of cum off the sheet. That had formed under me. Like she had trained me to.

"OH Mike your such a faggot" she teased pushing my face down into the mess.

"I want you to wear your pretty clothes" she giggled. Angela went to my special drawer and pulled out a pink thong and a nightie.

"I am sure Allen now knows what a sissy his friend is" she told me. She let her cock fall to the floor and wrapped her robe around herself and left me to get dressed. She had left the door open I heard her open the guest room door and speak to Allen.

"It seems I am in need of a real man" I heard her say. If Allen said anything I did not hear. But soon heard the sound of love making coming from the guest room. Angela had always teased me about cuckolding me. But I never knew if she ever had. I slipped on my thong and nightie and changed the sheets. As I heard my wife moan with pleasure. I had never made feel such pleasure. I laid in bed and listened as to them for almost an hour before Angela returned to me.

Angela kissed me I could taste my friends cock on her lips. Without missing a beat she showed me her swollen cum dripping pussy then climbed on top of me and lowered herself to my lips. Allen's cum dripped into my open mouth. Although I always ate mine I had never tasted another mans cum. She lowered herself and I sucked and licked Both hers and Allen's love juices out of her.

"I am going to find you lots of cum to suck out of me. Or maybe you would like to get it straight from your friend." Angela teased rubbing my hard penis through my tiny thong. She spooned me as we slept. In the morning I tossed on some sweets and went to make coffee. Allen was already up. He walked up behind me and pulled my pants down.

"You don't have to hide from me" he to me as he lightly smacked my ass. He then walked straight into my bedroom. I heard Angela wake up and then heard sex noises coming from the bedroom. About 15 minutes later Angela appeared naked cum running down her leg. She didn't say a word just took my hand and led me to the bedroom. Allen laid on the bed naked.

"Clean his cock for me" Angela said pulling my sweats off. I stood before him in my pink thong. I didn't want to but again unable to stop I crawled in between my friends legs and licked his soft cock.

"Can you make him hard for me?" Angela asked from behind me. As I tried I heard Angela moving around then her hand on my ass as she pushed something big into my hole. Allen was now fully hard his cock about 7 inches long I didn't stop just started to suck his cock.

"It's okay, go ahead suck him off" Angela said laying beside me on the bed. She scooped up the cum off her thigh and started to jerk me off but not letting me cum. Meanwhile Allen grabbed my head and came all over my face. I licked my lips.

"Good little bitch" Angela said feeding me Allen's cum she could scoop up. Allen went to shower and Angela pulled me to her crotch so I could lick her clean as well.

"This stays in all day" she tapped the plug. Then she went to shower. When she got out she had me shower even though the hot water was gone. She watched as I took an ice cold shower. As I stepped out she handed me the small chastity cage she had bought me last Christmas. We played with it a few times before. I fumbled alittle sliding on the pink tube. I was glad I kept my public hair trimmed short because I had learned the cage pulls at the hairs.

Angela then picked out a tiny green g string for me to wear. Then handed me a pair of her jeans. Beyond lingerie I had never worn woman's clothes. Angela and I where similar in size I was two inches taller and a little heavier. But the jeans fit just tight. They where low rise and Angela made sure my panties showed from under them. Next she gave me a pink tee shirt. It seemed normal other then pink and said love on it.

"You look so hot" she teased. Smacking my ass. She tried to squeeze my feet into her shoes but to no avail. So she settled for lace trimed socks and my sneakers. She still only wore her robe. Her hand pushed the plug in my ass making me jump.

"I want to take you out dressed like this" she whispered in my ear.

"I cant" I told her. Her hand pressed my plug again her other hand teased my nipple.

"You will stay locked until you go shopping with me." She told me. "I don't need " her hand cupped my balls that where squeezed into the tight jeans. There was no need for her to explain. I knew she didn't need my cock, she would just fuck whoever she wanted. This turned me on even more.

'Well I guess we could set you up on Grinder then, find a big man to come fuck that ass then" Angela informed me. A total stranger that freaked me out even more as she knew it would. So I agreed if we went to the small shop in the strip mall. Allen drove.

Angela took me by the hand and led me inside. I thought we could wonder around and stay under the radar. But Angela walked right up to the saleswoman who was about 50.

"My husband needs some sexy panties and I guess some everyday ones as well" the woman didn't even flinch instead asked

"Does he need brasserie to as well." This caught Angela a bit,

"Yes I suppose he should wear one as well" the woman pulled a tape measure from her pocket

"Go with her" Angela told me. She led me to a private room. Had me remove my shirt and took several measurements. I never said a word I was not even able to look at her.

"My name is Monica. Mrs Monica." She told me. Then focused back on Angela. Asking about colors and styles. Allen found a seat and played on his phone. I was handed several styles panties and bras to try on. Angela spoke freely to Monica about Allen and our relationship. Angela made me come out of the dressing room with every outfit to show the three of them. I realized Angela was also trying on outfits for Allen. It seemed he had last word in both hers and mine. He picked alot of thongs but a few cheeky as well. By the time we where done we had spent $500. I went ro grab my wallet and realized I had not bought it.

"Don't worry sissy" Angela said pulling out her card. She then grabbed a purse off a hook and handed it to me.

"This will go nice with your outfit" she laughed. Adding it to the pile. On the ride home Angela gave Allen a blowjob as he drove home. Being in the car but unable to see made it all the more exciting. By the time we made it home I had a wet spit soaked thru my jeans.

"Pantyliners" will stop that from happening. Angela told me. For the next week I wore panties all the time even to work with pantieliners as not to make embarrassing wet spits. Angela slept every night in the guest room with Allen. Coming in to see me only to have me clean her used swollen pussy. The day Allen left she had me wear the plug again and suck his cock this time he filled my mouth and I swallowed his sperm.

"I am going to keep you locked" Angela told me. As she removed it only so I could shave off all my pubic hair. I watched as she set up a dating app.

"Going to find a lot of big cocks to fuck me" she told me. As I helped her strapon her cock.

[pzdragon666]

Gossip Time

It's nearly 3 in the afternoon on the Nemesis. KnockOut immediately walked over to his human phone as he created a chat.

-DramaKing makes group chat and changes the name to "The Boys + Psycho"-

-DramaKing added 3 participants-

-DramaKing changed their usernames-

Fabfinish: Yall know what time it is!!!

SoundSuperior: Question: why am I in this chat?

CommanderHighheels: wtf KnockOut!?

CannibalHolocaust: The fuck is my username named after a movie!?

CannibalHolocaust: wait- who's who? I'm Illusion

SoundSuperior: Name: Soundwave

CommanderHighheels: Starscream

DramaKing: KnockOut

DramaKing: Now boys (and girl) don't I have some good gossip for you!

SoundSuperior: Spill

DramaKing: OK so, a fight broke out like 3 hours ago cause some vehicons started arguing that Steve was like- dating StarScream and then they said StarScream was dating Megatron and then shit went down.

CannibalHolocaust: Oooh. Any of them died?

DramaKing: Nah cause Shockwave and Dreadwing separated them until one of them, I think their name is Vox like- threw a table at them.

CommanderHighheels: Question: are they OK?

DramaKing: They're fine. So, like, Shockwave then started beating the shit out of Vox until Megatron came and started yelling at him. Then another vehicon had the audacity to yell back at Megatron, and immediately a battle ensued on the Nemesis.

CannibalHolocaust: I didn't think Shockwave would like- lose his cool.

SoundSuperior: Query: same

CommanderHighheels: anymore gold gossip?

DramaKing: hmmm, hold up

-DramaKing adds Steve-

Steve: ???

CannibalHolocaust: Hey Steve. Welcome to the chat

Steve: Why am I here?

CommanderHighheels: got any tea to spill

Steve: actually, a lot!

SoundSuperior: Spill

-7 hours later-

Steve: and then they started like making out in front of me and I kinda gagged at it-

CommanderHighheels: LMAO

CannibalHolocaust: Bruh- IMAGINE

SoundSuperior: Question: Did you recover Steve?

Steve: kind of-

DramaKing: Anyway, it's late yall. Nighty night!

-DramaKing goes offline-

CannibalHolocaust: Night punks

CommanderHighheels: Night!

-CommanderHighheels & CannibalHolocaust go offline-

SoundSuperior: Night, guys!

-SoundSuperior offlines-

Surprise story for my favorite artists (their art inspires me everyday):

@chamm0y @breakitoutwildbreak

[siremasterlawrence]

The Town House

andon Routh is at a hot spot top tier major Hollywood red carpet event with a gold gate trimming the area as he exits the limousine on to the carpet as he smirks brightly the flash of the camera and the lights dancing on the glass door. The crowd is roaring with excitement jumping up with love for this hot sexy actor who stops to wave his hands in the air the reporters move in one with a microphone and the camera man taking a picture after another. Soon the lights go off the flash does something to him all he can hear us ping in his ear. The room goes to dark leaving him inactive till his eyes pop open and he is in odd bedroom with a familiar guy watching him.

“You..you were in the crowd…”

“Yeah I was I am yours Master”

“Master?”

“Welcome home”

“Tom Ellis! Hey over here “

“Damn paparazzi “

“Sssshhhhhh!”

“Get off of me”

“Prick….nighty night”

“Oh Wait! Nnnnoooo STOP”

“Mwahahahahaha “

“Jerk”

“Whatever! You want to believe Tommy boy”

“Ok be of use Brandon”

“I’ll pick him up”

“Let’s go”

“In to the home”

“On to the slab”

“Strip him of his clothes”

“Rise to your feet”

“Kneel”

“Suck me off”

Daddy Ian is my type of man so cocky, sexy, tight, tough and arrogant with a cigarette in his mouth he puffs a bit blowing out smoke from his mouth.

I can see the pure utter disgust for me in his face he blows on me as I wipe it away from the air and then coughs so loud he is back up.

His back hit the wall as I slid down to the isle room my back hurts when leaping up to take him down as I tackle him to the floor and I am rumble him up.

I pin him down to the floor using my palm to smash his cigarette in to his mouth as he gags a bit the cigarette lifts into the air in a dive into his nose.

The other half blows back in to his throat so deep I let the cigarette dissipate into Smoke like nothingness he coughs losing him in a fit.

He stares me down in angry rage as I burst laughing in a fit of giggles his mind empties completely in a sea do cloudy smoke and a mess.

The man eyes close falling backwards to the ground hitting his head the blood curls out of it and I assume absolute control over his mind.

Soon his body lift back up into the air he is a loss all he can do is stare at me in lust, need and love as desire he is my world now and so consumes.

I walk over to him digging my body into his

I inhale all of his scent as all he can do is listen to me as I am his life’s goal to obey me.

“Tom the police detective arriving at my home”

“How can I help you?”

“Say something “

“I know you are up to something “

“Please come in”

“Don’t play with me”

“I am not “

“Give me your heart “

“Excuse me”

“I said give me your heart “

“Why did you prick me?”

“Ascend to control”

“Blow me a kiss “

“I will never…never”

“Submit “

“Yyyeeesss”

“Kneel and obey “

“Yes Master”

“Master! Meet your new slave “

“Hi, I am Stephen “

The end

[lunacrescentmoon]

Ok I'm starting early- inspiration hits like a freight train at 1am! ;w; I need to sleep but I am writing instead with a headache-

One Small Dream belongs to the amazing @calcium-cat so go read the original and support the creator

Dream and Noot belong to Jokublog

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OneSmallDreamcember Prompt 1 - Dejavu

"Nighty?" Dreams voice was small. More quiet than normal.

"Yes Dream?" Nightmare replied, not looking at him but working on some paperwork...

".. why are you working again?.. I wanted to show you something!"

"Because, work is important. Now, what did you want to show me?.."

"I drew this for you!"

"Oh?.. heh... I see you included the entire gang this time... and... who's that?.." Nightmare gestured to a different figure with 2 triangles on its head along with... what he assumed was a tail of some kind.

"Oh, a girl I've seen in my dreams before!"

"Come again?"

"Yeah! She sometimes appears for just split seconds... I never get to speak with her...."

".. you're probably imagining things....."

"No, I'm not!"

The world began to fade around them. Dream jolted, being the only one to notice. Had the world always looked so... wispy?..

He felt himself falling, but... infinitely... like it wouldn't stop...

"Dream! Wake up! We got breakfast!" Cross' voice echoed through the hall.

Dream opened his eyes and blinked a few times, giving a small squeak of shock until he realised where he was... his bed.... the castle..... he wasn't falling in a white space....

Letting out a sigh of relief, he jumped out of the bed, running toward the door and opening it excitedly just as Cross reached it... Cross then proceeded to skid into the room and hit the plushie pile in the corner....

"Ow!" He yelped, sitting up a little and rubbing his head.

Where had Dream seen this exact thing?

"Crossy! Are you alright?!" Dream raced over, trying to help him up the best he could.

"I-I'm fine...... just........ a bit shaken......." Cross rubbed his head from pain, but otherwise looked ok.

"Well... you said we have breakfast... how long was I asleep?.."

"Longer than usual squirt..." Killer walked in, smirking at Cross and the now messy pile of plushies. "I see someone decided to play bowling ball...."

"No, shut your mouth..." Cross growled.

Dream walked out to the kitchen, about to get in the usual chair, but he froze... he had heard Killer and Cross say those exact words before.... while he was looking this direction thinking about breakfast.... but when?..

Breaking himself of the cycle, he raced to Nightmare's room. Immediately he went to Nightmare's chair, saying something so fast Nightmare didn't have a chance to process it.

"Dream! Slow down..... I'm here... what's going on?.." Night was hoping to get a better grasp on the situation...

"Well... I heard Kiki and Crossy discussing something... the exact thing I've heard before........ and..... it.... was when I was doing the exact same thing I had done before...." Dream explained as best as he could. Even he didn't understand this!

Nightmare blinked a few times..... what had his brother meant?

Then he got it.

"Oh... Oh, I get it now.... Dream.... you were having a Dejavu moment..."

"A day-sa-what?"

"Dejavu.... it's when... you dream something.... and the next day or days later.... it happens in reality........" Nightmare had to think a few times on why it happened, and he himself never found a book on it to catch up on latest discoveries... so he never knew why Dejavu existed....

"So I can see the future?!" Dream smiled excitedly, bright eyes shimmering in the fire light.

"... yes, Dream, but not at will... you can only see it sometimes....."

A figure in the shadows wearing a cloak smiled, thinking to herself "you will meet me one day.... Dreamscape...."

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And that is day 1! ;w; hope you excuse the different idea to what everyone is probably doing, I just wanted some wholesome brother explanations and the classic Killer and Cross having a discussion- XD

[thetistaboveall]

The Lawrence Collection: The Pratt’s

Many varies journey’s can take a lifetime of all the changes that happen in your lifetime

so no shocker.

Zach has no idea that a moment of change is on its way as he jolts up at the sound of shattering glass erupts.

He gets up rolling off of his bed into his soft designers slippers he grabs a bat, reaches for his door and sneaks down the staircase.

He lands on the last step edging closer to the looming figure with his back turn to him in fear.

He backs up a bit to the wall taking a deep

heavy breath lifting his bat he skits over to

him.

Getting ready to swing it the man swerved to face him using his hand to block the blow easily.

The man unleashes a wicked smile bursting in to an evil laugh as he cuffs Zach’s neck to hold him tight.

The man looks in to his eyes distracting him while he forces a spray can in his face let it flow.

The aerosol canister goes off flushing deep in to his nose pushing past Zach’s defenses he lay mindless like a rag doll.

“Sorry Zach we have been tracking you for a while since a hot tip came across our deck.”

“You will never have freedom again I promise you.”

“You are pretty hot”

“Will sell you as set.”

“Wow! Nice grip”

“Still resistant I see”

“Mwahahahahaha”

“You will soon be re-educated”

“Eventually we will be best friends”

Stephen is his second eldest brother who he adopted as a kid walking into the mansion at midnight.

The man places a mini chip on a wall cause a shake in the disturbance opening up a tiny portal.

He kicks Zach into the portal as it closes up in a magnificent flash so he can turn his attention back.

“Who are you? Answer me! “

“Mwahahahahaha! Why don’t you sit your ass down and shut up?”

“Excuse me! Who do you think you are?”

“Who am I? Your new owner bitch”

“Kneel and submit”

“Fuck you and fuck that!”

“Finally a challenge. Yum!”

“Ok guys! Commence”

“Who’s on the other line?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know”

“Your days are numbered”

“You think so?”

“Cough-cough-cough”

“Idiot! It’s called Hypno gas”

“Your muscled tone ass is mine for all eternity.”

Brenton the second youngest brother is all that stylish, hot and so damn sexy in his bed room window.

I am thirsting a bit watching him stand near the room, putting his cell in between his lips he sighs.

I see him dance a bit lifting his tee shirt over his head in a bit with a dance he throws it to the side.

A shadow appears behind a man enters into the room from a door forming behind him in the wall.

Brenton is lost in the heights of feverish sexy dance off with his own shadow unknown to the danger.

The man takes a step further grabbing him by the neck and spraying him till he falls a sleep.

“Welcome Brenton”

“Nighty night”

“My love”

“Hello?”

“It’s concluded sire “

“Well done”

“Bring him to the lab”

“Sir Yes Sir”

“Thumbs up and he is gone”

“Three down and two to go”

“Oh sweet vengeance !”

“Soon it will be mine”

“Drop the canister “

“Don’t move”

“Oh! Officer Colton”

“I said stay still”

“No way!”

“Huh? Sleep”

“What the…uuuuuhh”

“You freeze”

“HOT!”

“Motherfucker”

“Who’s assuming control?”

“You are Master Lawrence “

“Follow me into the main room my love”

“Open the portal and go in”

“You are my property now”

“Nothing you can do about it”

“It’s your life now”

“Yes, Master Lawrence “

Robbie is a firefighter coming home from a huge day with exhaustive sigh he looks so exasperated.

“Oh! Poor Robbie”

“Where on earth?”

“Zip it “

“Mouth close”

“Hands to the side”

“No more speaking”

“No more free will”

“No more life”

Robbie eyes go dull falling back into his couch he falls completely under my spell for the rest of existence.

“Oh! Hey Master”

“Did I fall a sleep?”

“Kind of, yes”

“Yyyyeeesss!”

“My Master”

“You are right and just”

“A leader”

“A king”

“No matter what”

“Call me Master”

“Sir Yes Master Lawrence Sir”

“Kiss me”

“Yyyyeeesss”

“Your lips sweet”

“Intoxicating”

“Damn!”

“My mind is blown”

The end

[matthew-gray-gubler-lover]

Metting With The Unsub/ The Aftermath.

Warning mentions of blood. Angry FBI agent. taunting by an unsub.

Spencer and Holly slept soundly through the night despite the horrific ordeal they had both been through. Comforted by each other 's arms and the sound of each other 's heartbeat, knowing that they both understood each other so well and would always be there for each other. At least they hoped they would.

They were awoken by a knock at the door. It was hotch checking to see how Holly was doing.

Spencer got up out of bed, gently laying Holly back down after gently removing his arms from around her to open the door and say hello to Hotch.

Good morning, Reid. How is Holly doing? Hotch asked from the outside of the door.

Doing a little bit better, Reid answered, rubbing his eyes. Still tired.

May I come in? Hotch asked.

Oh, yes, of course, Reid answered him, moving out of the way of the door. I'm sorry, I just woke up, He apologized.

I understand that. Good morning, Holly. I'm glad to see that you're doing a little bit better. And I came to tell you that we found out the name of the man who stabbed you.

you did? holly asked.

Yes, his name is Brian Woodley, and he killed his girlfriend two years ago after catching her with her lover.  and she was wearing a red nightie, just like the one that he dressed all of his victims up in. I'm so sorry to tell you this, Holly but he wants you to come and see him.

What? Why the hell would he want to see her? And why would she want to go see him? He tried to kill her. Does he not remember that? or does he want to try to finish the job? Reid asked angrily, now stomping around the room before throwing himself down on his bed.

he Wants to see the victim who got away. Holly, I totally understand. If you don't want to see him, you are under no obligation to meet with this man. I just wanted to give you the option.

I want to do it. I want to show him the He didn't win. He doesn't have any power over me and that I made it through. I'm a survivor.

Are you sure? Reid asked still sitting on his bed.

Yes, Holly, Are you sure you want to meet with him? You are again or not under any obligation whatsoever. You are an agent and he is the unsub. You don't have to do anything he wants you to do. Hotch reassures her.

I'm sure I want to show him that he is not the winner. We are the BAU. We are the winners.

Two hours later, she's on her way to meet with Brian at the jail Wearing a red shirt and black pants, Holly walks down the hallway of the jail alongside Reid and Hotch.

We will be right on the other side of the glass, watching you. If you need anything Holly you just give a signal and we will be in there, OK? We will not let him touch you. We will not let him hurt you. I promise. Hotch told her.

OK. Thank you. I just want to tell him that he didn't win.

When Holly opens the door, Brian is sitting there handcuffed to the desk. the door behind her, the heels of her boots now clicking on the floor as she approaches the chair across the desk from Brian. With the look of anger on her face, she sits in the chair, puts her hands up on the desk, her fingers interlaced. Hello, Brian, you wanted to see me? She said.

Yes, I did. I wanted to see the face of the bitch who got away. The only one whoever got away, I may add. So you should consider yourself famous, because no other woman ever got away from me. I managed to kill everyone of them.

So is that supposed to make me some kind of celebrity, Brian? Is that why you brought me here? You wanted to meet a celebrity since I wasn't one the first time you stabbed me, But since I survived, am I a celebrity now? Would you like my autograph? Is that what you want? Holly asked him with anger oozing from every word.

No, you're not the celebrity I am. I'm the one that managed to kill 22 women. How many of them did you find, by the way? Because I can assure you, you did not find all of them.

No. I came here to show you that I survived your pathetic little attempt to kill me. And yes, I am the only one that survived. So I'm going to consider myself to be a celebrity. I don't consider you to be anything more than just a lowlife. Who killed his girlfriend just because she didn't want him anymore? Maybe the guy that she was sleeping with was better in bed than you were. You ever think of that, Brian? Maybe the fault was on you. Huh. Brian, Did you ever think of that? Oh, no, of course you didn't. You Subs never take responsibility for yourselves. No, you blame everybody but yourself for your problems.

As Holly continued her verbal assault against Brian. Hotch and Reid watch on the other side of the glass with a look of shock on their face. Where did this kind of behavior come from for Holly?

They were so proud of her for going there and talking to him after everything that he had done to her, everything that she had gone through because of him, they couldn't be prouder.

Every one of you men are exactly the same. Mommy didn't give me enough love. My girlfriend didn't give me enough love. My wife didn't understand me, she told him with a mocking tone. Well, you know what? I didn't come from a good background either. But I didn't become a bad guy. Instead, I became the one who finds the bad guys. Puts pathetic people like you behind bars where they belong.

You talk tough, you little agent, but I know you will never be the same after me. You will Remember Me every time you look at those scars. I have ruined you for life. You will dream of me every night and remember every stab, every drop of blood that I made come from you. You will never, ever be the same.

You know what, Brian? You're right. I've never will be the same after you, But not for the reason that you think. You think that you broke me, but you didn't. You made me stronger. You showed me what I'm capable of. You showed me how strong, how tough, how brave I can be, what I can handle, the kind of pain that I can take, and the most important thing is that my team saved me. That my team will always be there for me. That I will always be there for them. I will walk out of here, Brian, and you never will. I will leave here and go to another state and more places after that, putting people just like you away and then probably some even worse than you. You think you're the worst unsub out there?, you're not even what in the top 10. And that is what I came here for, to tell you exactly how I feel about you and to thank you for showing me how good I can be. You know, you are my first case, and I was a little worried because the girls that you were killing looked like me. And when you got me in that room, I have to admit I did think that it was the end for me. But I won and my team won. And you, you, Brian, are exactly what you've always been, the loser. Goodbye, Brian. You're exactly where you belong. Well, you're close to where you belong. Where you really belong is in hell. But you'll be there one day. Until then, enjoy prison. Oh, and by the way, I made sure that it was made public exactly what you did. How you dressed all those women up and stabbed them because your girlfriend cheated on you. They're going to love you here. Holly told him as she stood up from the desk, sliding her chair back in, before leaving the room and going to meet Hotch and Reid.

When she walked into the room, their mouths were still a gape. Oh my God Holly, you did amazing, Read told her before running to hug her.

Are you OK there? Had to have taken a lot to do, Hotch asked her.

I'm so mad at him, I couldn't even think about being nervous or how hard this was for me to talk about. I just wanted to show him that the BAU is stronger than he ever was or ever will be, and to tell him that he did make me a stronger person, but more than that, you guys made me a stronger person. Both of you. Elle, JJ, Gideon, Morgan, Penelope. You all made me strong. And I know that no matter how dangerous the situation is, all of you will always have my back, same as I will have yours. Thank you so much for allowing me to be a part of this team and for bringing me in and treating me like one of your own.

You're welcome, Holly. And believe me, you are one of us and we will always have your back. If you ever need help with anything, even in your personal life, we will be there for you. We truly are a family here, every one of us. Hotch told her

Thank you, Hotch. I feel like I'm a part of a family here. Can we go home now? Holly asked.

Oh yes. Everybody's waiting for us to take off. They're all packed up and ready to go. They're waiting on the jet. Hotch told her.

OK, well let's not keep them waiting. I have nothing else I need to say to him, Brian, so let's go, she told them as she started walking down the hallway.

When they arrived at the jet, everyone was waiting in there for them high. Holly, how you doing? Morgan asked, jumping out of his seat and reaching for her arm to have her sit where he was previously sitting.

I'm feeling much better, thank you More again, she told him as she sat down.

She was amazing. The kind of rage that came from her was completely unexpected. Where did that anger come from? Reid asked her, sitting next to her.

It came from him taking my weakness and trying to use it against me. He could sense my fear and how I'm confident I was. But now I will never let that happen again. I know that all of you have my back. And I'm sorry for the way that I acted at the beginning of this case, Unsure of myself and wearied, but probably a bit whiny. But I will do better from now on. He showed me what I'm capable of. Better yet, he showed me what we are capable of and no on sub will ever do that to me again. They will never hurt me.

I'm glad that you feel that way. We always wanted you to feel like part of this team, part of our family. The BAU is a family and believe me, you are a part of it, Gideon told her from across the jet.

Thank you, Gideon. I'm proud to be a part of this family.

When they landed and came back to the BAU, Reid grabbed her hand gently and started to talk to her.

Holly, can we talk? He asked her. Of course. What's up?

You and I, we didn't really get to talk after we told each other our back stories. There isn't any weirdness between us, is there? He asked her with worry in his eyes.

Of course not. There's no weirdness between us at all. I am so glad and honored that you felt comfortable enough with me to Share your story with. I've never told anyone my back story. No one knows about it except for my mom. She doesn't even know everything, but my Uncle Joe does. It's my mom doesn't care about me. It's just been my Uncle Joe for a while. So I'm happy to have you to be able to talk to you. And you can talk to me anytime you want to. What happened to you as a child was very unfair. I don't know your father and I hope that you don't take this the wrong way, but I don't like him. Anybody who could hurt Someone Like You is not a good man.

And anyone that could hurt you isn't a good man either, Reid told her, smiling as he held her hand.

Do you think that we could do something sometime on our own time? You know, not where we're on a case? Reid asked, nervously looking at the ground.

Sure. Would you be comfortable having me in your apartment? I could bring a movie we could watch. Or you could come over to my apartment. Either way.

Oh yeah, sure. Uh, yeah, you, you you can come over to my apartment that that'd be nice, yeah, He answered her with so much nervousness in his voice. She thought it was really sweet.

OK, uh, where would you like me to come over That I know of? We don't have a case right now.

What day is this? He asked, looking at his phone. Uh, Tuesday. Sure you can come over tonight or tonight. Would you like to come over? I mean, if that's OK with you, if you have other plans, and then that's fine.

I don't have any plans. Unless, of course, we get a case. Then we'll both have plans. We'll be together anyway, she chuckled.

Yes, that is true. Sure. Uh what? What time would be good for you? Set seven? Would seven be good for you? Is that would be good for me. But if it if it isn't good for you.

She thought his rambling nervously was the cutest thing she'd ever seen. 7:00 O'clock would be fine for me. Reed, did you have a preference of a movie? Because I know one that I would love to show you.

No, no preference. I usually watch foreign films, but I don't know if you speak the language, so it sure whatever movie you'd like to bring, I'd I'd I'd love to see what movie you like.

Read. You don't have to be nervous with me. You're not gonna say anything wrong or do anything wrong or make me pick on you. I've never bully you. I think you're the sweetest boy I've ever met. Man, I'm sorry.

Oh, that's OK. They call me the Boy Genius. The Boy Wonder Pretty boy. So boy or man, either way is fine with me. I don't mind what you call me.

OK, so I'll see you tonight at 7, she told him as she gave him a Peck on the cheek. I hope that wasn't too forward of me. I mean after we shared each other 's stories. I mean, it's not like I planned it. A big old wet one right on your lips, right? She laughed. Trying to play off exactly how attracted she was to him and how much she wishes that he felt the same about her, but she has a suspicion that he might feel the same, judging by his nervousness around her.

Thank you, Holly. I'll try to work on that and not be so nervous around you. I'll see you tonight at 7:00. You have any preference of snacks or drinks? He asked her sweetly.

Not really. So long as there's some snackage, I'm good with it, she answered.

OK, see you tonight, he told her as they both went to their desks to fill out their paperwork about the case that they had just finished. Even though Hatch had done the main paperwork, they had to go over what happened whenever she visited Brian in jail.

Next part coming soon. Sorry it's been so long since I updated this story. My mom hasn't been doing well and being her caregiver, it's been really hard on me, so I haven't had the time to write.

I hope that I did well with this one. I'm trying to do more with my stories go deeper than I have before, and I hope that it's working. As always, please leave comments, they brighten up my day. Love you all. Thank you for reading.

@comboboo​

[daisybell17]

day 99: moved out

we moved out today!! i am exhausted, i was supposed to study but then lol im here in bed, ill get on it of course but man i am exhausted, staying at a different now and its small but whatever im going home for the holidays, i think the somewhat highlight of today was the people who moved my stuff HAHAHAH because the person i spoke with on the phone sent his team and i met him and he points at one of his team members and goes “and that’s the handsome one” and i look at him and WOAH WOAH WOAHHHHH OK I SEE yea HAHAHAAH ok nighty night!!

[roleplaysinner]

The Ultimate Secret

"Hello baby, how are you doing? Have you had your dinner yet?" - Chandrima asked over phone

"Yes mom, I had my dinner. Now I'm just finishing my homework for tomorrow's class." - Rahul said

"Ok baby, but do not stay awake for long. Sleep soon, ok?"

"Sure mom, Only another half an hour. After that I will sleep. Promise."

"Baby, I have something to tell you" - Chandrima said after a pause.

"What, mom?"

There was a bit more pause over the phone line. Then Chandrima said slowly - "You are going to become a big brother soon. It is a bit of a surprise for me, but I have conceived and will become mother of another baby in a few months."

There was a bit of silence again. Finally Rahul said "That's great news mommy. I am so happy. We will celebrate once I get home after my exam."

After a few more exchanges, Chandrima kept the phone and got back to the bed where her husband Ranjan was sleeping. She switched off the bedlight as she laid herself down on the bed.

Chandrima Chatterjee was 42 years old and was married to Ranjan Chatterjee, a professor of Mathematics, who was 48 years old. Chandrima was well educated herself and used to teach in high school but had later left her job to take care of the household and was a housewife now. Their son Rahul was 18 years old and was recently admitted to an Engineering college and was staying at a hostel.

As Chandrima closed her eyes, she couldn't help but wonder about the miracle by which she had conceived again. Her husband was almost impotent and even though he tries to have sex with her sometimes, he can hardly stay hard to be able to penetrate her and most of the times he can only get semi-erect before ejaculating with very less amount of semen on her labia itself, or sometimes on her body. This has continued for almost 7-8 years now, because of which she does not bother to use any contraceptive or any anti-pregnancy pills.

But still the miracle has happened. She has become pregnant. It was a surprise, but she knew that some minute quantity of her husband's semen may have seeped somehow into her cavity and had made her pregnant.

She was happy though. She has not been this happy for several years. Her sexual life has been a mess for many years. But now that she was about to give birth to a baby again, she again felt fulfilled as a woman.

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Rahul kept the phone down and watched blankly at the ceiling. There has not been a single day over the past 3 months when he has been able to not think of that fateful night, but still he was not ready for the shock he got today.

3 month prior to this day, his high school exams had just ended and he was watching TV at home. It was past 11 PM at night. His father was out of town for a conference and was supposed to return the next day while his mother was out attending the anniversary party of a friend of hers.

The clock was showing 11:15 PM when the doorbell rang. When Rahul answered the door he found his mother had come back, but in an inebriated state. A lady and her husband had brought back Chandrima since she had consumed too much alcohol and was not in a state to return by herself.

The couple soon left and Rahul had to support his mom to get to her bedroom. She was in a semi-conscious state and was hardly able to walk.

"Mom, please change your dress and then sleep." Rahul got a nightie out of Chandrima's wardrobe and kept it on the bed beside which Chandrima was sitting with drowsy eyes.

"Mmmm...you are sooo sweettt baa...byyy"....Somehow Chandrima blabbered with her eyes half closed, as she somehow picked up the dress to change into.

Rahul had then walked out of the room to let his mom change her dress and closed the door behind him.

He had watched TV for around half an hour more before deciding to retire to his bedroom to sleep. As he walked past his mom's room he was surprised to see the light still on in her room. He thought he would check on his mom and pushed the door open.

But then what he saw made him freeze right there.

Chandrima was lying on the bed, completely nude, with the dress she had stripped off lying beside her. Obviously, she could only half complete the act of changing her dress before she dozed off. Also she could not even switch off the light.

Rahul wanted to turn back and get out of the room immediately, but somehow he could not stop looking at his nude mother who was snoring on the bed. He had never seen the body of a naked female before that day in his young life and his own mother's voluptuous body mesmerized him.

He had an immense hardon immediately which he could not control. He had walked forward to his sleeping mother, as if in a trance.

He took a chance and called out tentatively - "Mom!". There was no response.

He then extended his hand and pushed Chandrima's arm - "Mom!".....Chandrima did not respond and kept snoring. She was completely passed out.

What had happened in the next 30 minutes had continued to haunt Rahul for the last 3 months. He had lost control of himself, and touched his mother in ways no son ever should. Finally he found himself in a state of utter helplessness from the extreme arousal he was in, and got carried away to actually take his young cock out and push it inside the vagina of his unconscious mother. He only lasted a few seconds inside her as he exploded almost immediately to flood Chandrima's pussy with his semen.

He got mortified after realizing what he had done and had run out of the room, but the irreversible damage was already done which Chandrima did not even get to know as she slept soundly till almost next afternoon, by when the semen had dried off inside her.

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"Oh, what have I done!"....Rahul closed his eyes and exclaimed to himself as only he knew the secret of his mother's pregnancy.